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Good. [ Before he moves to grab protection, she lifts up on her knees more to give him the room to move. Her fingers work a little harder as he moves and once he's back and settled, she moves back to straddle his lap, closer than she was before so that he can feel the movement of her fingers, every so often.]

[His breath hitches whenever she ends up grazing him and he's not entirely sure it's accidental. Without realizing, he's biting at his bottom lip as he watches her pleasure herself.]

You may touch me now, [ she hums softly, after a few more moments of touching herself. She wants to feel his touch while she gets herself off, wants to come with him touching her skin.]

[He lets out a small sigh--almost like a sigh of relief--before he runs his hands up her thighs once more. Moving forward a bit and doing his best not to restrict her, he wraps one arm around her waist to keep her close. Then he takes one breast in one hand and the other in his mouth, tongue swirling gently over her nipple.]

[ The way he moves has her settling even more into his lap, pressing their bodies together in a way that provides them both with friction. And as his mouth finds her breast, as his hand finds the other, she lets her head fall back as she focuses on how that feels, on the heat of his mouth and warmth of her fingers.

And in all honesty, it should probably take her longer to come undone, she should be more nervous, thinking of the things that are wrong with this situation. But instead, she comes, gasping out his name, panting slightly. Her body tenses after bucking slightly, heat racing through her veins.]

[Having Betty in his arms as she comes is entrancing--the way her body tenses, her mouth drops open, the way she says his name.

To use the terminology of his peers, it was incredibly hot.

He pulls back and is breathless from adrenaline rather than exertion really. Not to mention he's still painfully hard.

But as she comes down, he's holding her in place, other arm coming around her to make sure she stays in place, placing a kiss between her collar bones.]

[ She's grateful for the grip he's got on her because she has the sudden urge to slump one way or the other as her body just feels and rides out her climax. One hand finds the back of his neck to hold for further balance as she lets out a breathless bout of laughter, one that ends with a hum.

And after a moment, she gently pulls her hand from between her legs, blinking up at him, bleary-eyed. ]

Say something.

[He grins up at her from her chest. She looks incredible, sated and giddy like this.]

Marveilleux, [he breathes out without a hint of irony.]

[ And cue Betty starting to laugh because that is singularly one of the most ridiculous things she's ever heard come out of a boy's mouth after sex (granted the only mouth she's been near after sex is Jughead's and he's got a way of being beautifully eloquent while also NOT sticking his foot in his mouth). ]

[Gansey can be eloquent too.

Now just isn't the time.

Gansey's smiling at her reaction.]

It was the first word that we to mind and you did tell me to say something.

[He reaches a hand up to use his fingers and brush her hair out of their faces.]

Next on the list was "stunning" followed closely by "incredible".

[ His words are so kind and sweet and it makes her heart ache for a moment before she leans in to kiss him again, for the first time since she got off. The kiss is slow and sweet, lingering and gentle. ]

Time to get that condom on.

[He melts into the kiss, so soft it takes his breath away. He misses her when she pulls away, but her next words have him refocusing on just how hard he is.

Gansey doesn't have to be told twice. He finally takes off his boxer briefs without unseating Betty, a silent sigh of relief as he lets himself free. He glances towards the condom and grabs it, unwrapping it and, with only a minor amount of fumbling, rolls it down over his cock.]

[ Despite wanting to, Betty knows better than to try and distract a guy while he's putting on a condom. If she wants things to be safe, she'll let him do it. And despite his attempts not to unseat her, she gets out of the way and pulls off the last bit of her own clothes too. Besides, he doesn't need an audience.

And once he's all set, she moves to straddle him once more, drawing him back to her lips for another kiss, this one more bracing, this one meant to give her the resolve to go further with someone other than Jughead than she's ever gone before. ]

Tell me when you're ready.

[Gansey's kiss is with a little more desperation, a little more heat. He pulls back just enough to make eye contact and nod slightly.]

Whenever you are, [he breathes between them.]

[ Leaning in to kiss him once more, she feels a strange sort of anticipation as she moves over him. Her hand slips between them to finally touch him, but only to hold him steady so that she can align their bodies just right and...

With a shift of her hips, she lowers herself slowly down, taking him in slowly with a low moan against his lips.]

[As he's slowly enveloped by her wet heat, his breath hitches and he takes a long, slow, deep breath as he fills her to the hilt. He makes sure to hold on to her under her thighs.]

You feel amazing, [he mutters against her lips in encouragement.]

[ As soon as she's able, her hands find the back of his neck, one climbing up into his hair, the other staying put as their bodies press flush. Shifting on her knees a little, she hums at his words, agreeing that he feels amazing but unable to verbalize it at the moment.

Her body is still sensitive and she gives a gentle roll of her lips. And despite the fact that she'd demanded to be in control before, she whispers a question against his lips.] Do you want to keep going like this? [ Because it feels amazing but she wants him to enjoy it too.]

[Just that subtle movement has him biting back a gasp.]

I'm perfectly fine just like this, [he's quick to assure, maybe a bit choked.]

Unless you want to change.

No, [ she murmurs softly, seeing and hearing his reaction and thinking it would be just fine to stay put. And so after another brief kiss, she starts to move. The movement is gentle and slow at first, barely moving away from him before she rolls her hips back against him, grinding. ]

God, Betty.

[He watches her face as she starts to move, entranced. Every new shift and angle has him catching his breath. As she starts to get used to him inside her, he moves his hips ever so slightly to meet hers, just to cause a little more friction and to keep things interesting for Betty.]

[ He doesn't need to worry about things being "interesting". It feels good, every movement, every slow roll of her hips. And after a moment, she moves a little faster, a little harder. She pulls gently at his hair, drawing his mouth back to hers for a breathless kiss.]

[Small sounds are muted by the kiss, especially prominent when she pulls his hair. A hand trails up her side until he cups one of her breasts to tease at the nipple. When she picks up the pace, he can feel heat curling low in his belly. He won't last too much longer at the pace she's going.]

[ He doesn't need to last longer than he can, she'd tell him that if she knew he was worried about it, if she could think of anything other than the way it feels to be on top of him. This is her position, it's the one she's good at and she rolls her hips and grinds her body in a way she knows is sure to make him feel good.]

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